I kissed on her lips and then started licking them. Then I shove my tongue into her mouth and licking inside her mouth, but still then she was not res...onding rather started opposing me. I slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She woke up and sat down and tried to stop me. She caught my hand and asked me not to do that. I did not care for her. I was trying to put off her shirt but now she was opposing very hard. She said, “leave me bhai, I am your sister, it is sin to do this. Please don’t do this with. It was as if he reverted back into the shy high school nerd of 25 years past and again became a fumbling tongue-tied blob of Jell-O. On some subconscious level he knew that his staring at Kristel must make her uncomfortable, but he was also powerless to take action even to say hello. Then he noticed her obvious discomfort. Could it be she was regretting his coming? She reddened, as his stares grew longer. Finally, she broke the ice by stating the obvious, "You came, I very happy."That was all. A midweek evening commitment in Surrey was a bit of a logistical problem. We needed to drive because public transport would have got us home ridiculously late so Wendy left work early and drove in to meet me in the City. She welcomed the opportunity, in these new circumstances, to see Fran again and meet Connie, and we all gathered in my office. They both looked a bit nervous about seeing Wendy but she, of course, put them instantly at ease. ‘It reflects so well on me, don’t you think,’ she. Becky said, "I hope you won't earn another spanking, auntie."Sarah replied still smiling but also aware that she was blushing, "Well if I do then you can decide and order me back across your lap as many times as it takes, Becky."Becky stood up and held her arms out wide and Sarah stepped forward putting her arms around Becky's neck and feeling Becky's arms around her waist hugging her lovingly close in a maternal way and they both knew that a new order was in place with seventeen-year-old Becky.